"Uh, uh......"

The tenth-order Ice Ranger felt that his throat was extremely dry, and he weighed how to alleviate the embarrassing and abnormal scene in front of him, however, in the quiet and silent arena, his helpless and stammering words only became colder, and the poor narrator, who was eloquent, had his tongue knotted wildly, and for a while, he couldn't even hold back a decent word.

What should he say, is it to cheer for this monster who is 'going to die'?

It's good that Ice Descendant is advocating the strong, but he is in the position of the Purgatory Arena, at the tip of more than 200,000 'waves', if he says good for Wu Wenxu, isn't he stoned to death by stinky 'chicken' eggs and hard steamed buns?

The boss has not given himself an order so far, not to mention that the rules of the Purgatory Arena have always been until death, no matter how badly the Purgatory Ice Demon is beaten, the chance of stopping this battle is almost zero.

This unlucky commentator could only stare at the huge screen on the zenith in amazement, and saw that cold sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, let him speak skillfully, but he racked his brains, and he really couldn't think of a sentence to relieve this depressed scene that his heart was about to stop, he was sweating, and he was completely anxious.

"Fool, haven't you found it yet?"

The man in the crimson scarf stood in the messy and broken seats, with him as the center, and within a kilometer of him, and a little farther away, the onlookers who could only shiver together did not dare to breathe.

But what they saw was that in the few minutes of the riot, all the guys who were close to this man died quietly, and they just fell down with blood on their necks, if they weren't used to the bloody scenes of the Purgatory Arena, the guys around Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade weren't scared to 'pee' and run away?

'The rune fusion is based on the runes in the body as the power pillar, absorbing the magic particles in the environment at the same time, it can constantly repair itself, if you want to destroy the body directly without breaking the runes, unless you have the absolute power to crush, otherwise you can wait until the body is completely powerless, and be killed by the ice demons. ’

'Secondary rune fusion, the body often needs to 'dew' gaps to absorb the magic particles around him, which also means that his body is very fragile, Wu Wenxu, as long as you can break through his light armor, you can easily defeat the runes in his body. ’

The shadow of the blade thought secretly, thinking that if Wu Wenxu died in the arena like this, it would be a great benefit to himself or Noxus, but what was quite subtle was that an inexplicable hesitation was entwined in Blade's heart, making his eyes staring at the screen become impatient, and he wondered why he had become a loser?

"Kill ......"

The Purgatory Ice Demon was beaten by Wu Wenxu all over the ground looking for teeth, but it was like an aging radio, constantly repeating a boring word.

"Get out!" Wu Wenxu was so angry that he kicked the Purgatory Ice Demon away, gasped a few times, and then met the Purgatory Ice Demon's fist, seriously 'caring'.

"No, the Purgatory Arena doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping, could it be that their intention is really to exhaust me to death with the unbeatable Ice Devil?" ’

I've seen a thick-skinned person, but I've never seen a thick-skinned one than me, Wu Wenxu depressedly retracted his numb palm, and beat him alive for half an hour.

The more Wu Wenxu thought about it, the more wrong it became, although he admired the shamelessness of the Ice Clan, and could think of a more despicable killing method than himself, but that was not the point, the point was that if he continued according to this trend, he would really die of exhaustion!

Die, I don't want to die.

The lord has experienced countless escapes from death, so in front of the word 'death', it is extremely capricious, thinking of the crisis, Wu Wenxu suddenly hit the height of the 'spirit', and carefully observed the ice demon.

For the ice devil's 'naked' and 'exposed' stomach outside the holy white light armor, his fist did not miss, but he hated the skin of his stomach, which was more beaten than his head, and he was blasted away with a punch, not only to face the piercing 'yin' cold like a needle prick, but if he was not careful, he would be rubbed by the ice devil.

In fact, Wu Wenxu was punched twice by the Purgatory Ice Demon at his left 'chest' and left 'leg', and the pain has not subsided so far, and no matter how hard he fights, he will not get any benefit.

"Kill!"

At the moment when Wu Wenxu's fist hesitated, the Purgatory Ice Demon's head, which had been twisted and dented, was restored intact, and I don't know if the subconscious anger was 'excited' or how, the Purgatory Ice Demon's long red 'colored' hair suddenly slanted off, and its momentum was like a whip wind, and it suddenly 'pumped' towards Wu Wenxu's eyes.

"Hey, you're still doing the opposite!"

Wu Wenxu laughed angrily, looking at his clumsy attack method, he was not much stronger than himself, the long hair dancing from the wind was within reach, and the dazzling wind even wrinkled the front 'hair' of Wu Wenxu's forehead.

"Okay, the Inferno Ice Demon is starting to fight back! A blow of beautiful red hair entangled, straight 'forced' the eyes of this 'to die', I don't know ......"

The narrator shouted loudly, and finally connected to the short-circuited head, and for some reason, his lips stiffened.

For this rare scene of the Ice Demon Man's counterattack storm, the arena even scaled the projection screen to give Wu Wenxu and the Purgatory Ice Demon a happy close-up, but the image projected under this close-up was a tattered and slender broken sword!

A broken sword with a broken body without a blade should be thrown into the abandoned yard.

This rusty-looking, extremely blunt broken sword, it was held in the hand of the 'Death' Wu Wenxu, and it easily cut off the red hair of the Purgatory Ice Demon.

"Bang!"

With a crisp slash, blinding flames erupted on the Purgatory Ice Demon's holy white armor.

Wu Wenxu took advantage of the situation and struck a blow, wanting to cut off the head of the ice demon, but unexpectedly, this 'treacherous' was cunning, flashing very quickly, the blade of the wind slashed the holy white light armor, dragging the fire 'flower' all the way, Wu Wenxu's angry eyes suddenly burned with fire!

"Dead ......"

Tsing Yi rotated like the wind, Wu Wenxu clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the edge in his eyes was great, this Purgatory Ice Demon relied on armor to defend, and actually let Wu Wenxu chop his body, and he waved his fists without fear, only listening to the screams of the fist, aiming at Wu Wenxu's front 'chest' and waist, as if crushed down like a jack, completely sealing Wu Wenxu's back road!

"Is it really me who died?"

The trail of fire slashed by the Wind Blade came to an abrupt halt, slowly extinguishing.

The rusty broken sword, at some point, 'thrusted' into the stomach of the Purgatory Ice Demon Man, pierced straight through, and where the scorched smoke was filled, a light blue magic 'wave' splashed, as if muddying the blue 'wave' pool.

"Remember, my name is Wu Wenxu!"

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, there were two deafening sounds, Wu Wenxu's face was distorted and covered his left shoulder, and he stumbled to the ground, and the arrogant Purgatory Ice Demon was not only pierced by the broken sword on his stomach, but also nailed to the frozen ground, and the hilt of the sword wrapped in simple red cloth was submerged in most of it!

He struggled in a rage, and could not move a single bit.

The victory or defeat is obviously easy to see.

The unrivaled king of the Infernal Arena.

A man standing on the pinnacle of the altar.

Purgatory Ice Man, defeated!